Down-time is only a good thing when you're exhausted

So today was like every other day this Summer.  I woke up, ate something, showered, took Rex out (my room mate's dog) and then sat there bored for about thirty minutes.  I took out money from my rent fund to go grocery shopping, promising myself that I'd replace it with the tips that I made at work tonight, lied around some more and then got ready for work. However, when I got to work around 5:30, my manager told me to go home because they were overstaffed.  So I got back in my car and drove the same 20 minute drive on the Lloyd back to my apartment.  That has been my day so far.  Why is this significant?  Well, it wouldn't be for a normal person.
I got to thinking while I was driving home in my stuffy, hot work uniform about how badly I just wanted to work.  Then I asked myself why it mattered so much.  Most college students would be overjoyed to have a Friday night off, but not me.  My response to "why" is that I was bored.  I was dreadfully BORED in my little dog-scented apartment.  I had already watched enough movies and Netflix and read enough novels to get my fix for laziness. So my rebuttal was "go do something, it's Friday night."  I quickly responded that I have no one to hang out with and no money to spend.  Then that made me think even harder about my current situation.  A) I have several friends living in Evansville so I don't know why I tell myself I have no one to hang out with.  B) You don't NEED money to do things.
Why do I insist that my life is so unsatisfying and vapid?
I have been blaming last summer's emptiness on the fact that it was spent in Vincennes.  I thought that living in Evansville would make this summer more interesting and less depressing, but I honestly can't escape it.  I've realized that Vincennes is not what was boring me (although it helped) but just my life in general. I always complain about how much I hate school and work but in reality, I actually like it.  I've said the phrase, "I hate responsibility" several dozen times but actually I think I love responsibility.  I like having checklists to check off.  I like having something to do at all times, and I never truly recognized that until my car ride home from work today.  Down-time is only a good thing when you're exhausted; otherwise its just another wasted hour or two.
In conclusion,  I've decided that I dislike summer months.  Sure I get more sleep but who can compare sleep to daily brain-stimulation that you get with school?  I should've taken a summer class.